At a school dance I observed a disabled girl sitting alone when someone kicked her crutches out of her reach. I stepped over to her, retrieved her crutches and handed them to her. I couldn’t believe how pretty she was and that she was sitting by herself without anyone else sitting beside her to keep her company.
Her father was drinking and she had no one but him. Some how she had to hold on to him and what better way than love? Not an easy decision to make for her but she does after a lot of deliberation and yes the story moves slowly.